Translation to a Reference by Empty

Hope and the Loss of It by Empty

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Translation to a Reference
by Empty

Album: Hope and the Loss of It

The air was cold and the water calm
On the horizon an impending storm
Lightning like shallow breath
We're standing motionless
And every pulse took us back

To a small house, to an empty room
When a twist of fate becomes a deadly wound
A fire burns but not in you

Vacant streets lined with burned out lights
A dull thunder in the dead of night
It's a desperate fight
Staring death in the eyes
And every heartbeat takes us back

To our wasted youth, our bitter excuse
No fighting chance with such a fragile truth
A fire burns, but not in you

Breath out, come clean
Let go of suffering

Breath out, come clean
Let yourself be swallowed by the evergreens
It's all in vain, asphyxiate
You can run away but there's no chance of an escape

I've lost the will to carry on
My sanctuary bound to collapse
I've dug so deep into myself
My barricades are starting to crack
I'll concede to my grief
If you will make me whole again